This is a TRUE Break of a Hiatus

Okay, this stupid blog needs to stop asking me to post this to Google+ because I'm not going to post this to Google+. Anyway, I know it's been over a year since I last updated this blog (I think) and I want to get back into it. I've had three days off from work which is immensely crazy in two ways. One, I actually got three days off in a row. And two, I've been going nuts trying to figure out what to do. So whilst being bored and watching LA Ink on Netflix, I decided to whip out my handy-dandy sketch book and just start doodling away. I haven't done that in the longest time. I just don't have time to do it anymore which is really discouraging. I know I'm not the best doodler out there, but sometimes drawing really makes me feel better. To be honest, I feel like I'm getting better at realistic drawings, yet I also feel like I'm getting worse at the comic/cartoon part. I'm still definitely better at making cartoon figures than making something look like it came straight off the camera. I don't know. Anyway, as I was drawing away looking at the super cool tattoos on the TV, I decided to look for my old blogging binder that housed all of my drawings that I had scanned or needed to scan for this here blog. And I found it! I mean I knew exactly where it was, but I had forgotten all of the awesome things that I had put inside of it. I found this weird little comic that I think I drew in one of my art classes (I scanned it and was going to post it, but I didn't realize that it cut off the bottom three inches until now and I'm too lazy to get up and re-scan it) that I wanted to post. And I also thought of this sweet-o neat-o idea. I want to cross-stitch some of my drawings. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?!?!?! Yes. And just in case you're going to ask (which I know you won't because at this point NOBODY reads this thing) yes, I know how to cross-stitch and yes, I love it. I learned how to do it in my high school crafts class that I took as a BS class to fill up time and I've been wanting to actually make something and hang them all over my nifty apartment because the walls are bare and figured that I could make patterns of my drawings and when people see them they can be all like, "Whoa, man, that's so frickin' cool! I wish I had some of those sweet-o neat-o cross-stitchy artworks hanging up on my wall!" That was the longest run-on sentence I have ever made. Also, yes my friends would talk like that because I'm pretty sure that most of them are high all the time. And to answer your other question: no, I am not high all the time, I am not high now, nor have I ever been high. I know some of you might find that surprising, but I really have no plan on using drugs. Hugs not drugs, kids. Anyway I think I'm going to skedaddle and leave you with a drawing of a little cat that I named Sebastian and a little fox that I named Foxy :)

Unfortunate Friends

I haven't posted anything in quite some time and I apologize for that. If you haven't heard the news from someone, Cam and I are now engaged. The funny thing is that the happiest person about this isn't Cam...or me; It's my brother :P haha. But that sad thing is...through this big, momentous happening, I've found out just how little friends I (/we) have. I know I've said before that I don't have friends, but now it's like, "Wow...I really don't have friends..." There have only been about 10 people that have congratulated us. That's including family. Granted, it's not like Cam and I have been together for all that long or have been notorious for being the "oh they're totally going to get married some day" couple-without-being-a-couple. But honestly it really upsets me that no one cares. Probably one of the biggest and most hurtful is that a person I've known since the second grade and that I have considered one of my best friends for that long, and whom I live with hasn't said one word to me. I know she knows about it. There's no way she doesn't. But would it kill her to even ask if it's real? And another person whom I would consider a best friend has talked to me, but seems like they're ignoring the fact that it happened. This really makes things difficult planning-wise. Most of you know that I don't have many girl friends. Never have. I just don't get along with girls. But the two girls that have been some of the closest girl friends to me and whom I would put in the wedding party haven't said one thing. It just really seems like they don't care about me. I'm not going to ask someone to be there for me on one of the biggest days of my life if they could care less about it. Who am I going to make my bridesmaids? It's really stressful because Cam already knows everyone who he wants to be his groomsmen...and I don't have anyone. I have one person. Brett. The greatest best friend anyone could ever have. But my dad doesn't want Brett to stand on my side. That's another thing. My dad. He doesn't seem too happy about this whole thing. He still wants to hang on to me forever (which is weird because he has never showed any sort of affection toward me). I don't want my dad to give me away. I never have. Ever since I was little, I had always wanted my big brother Michael to give me away. He's been more there for me than my dad ever has, is, or ever will be. But my dad won't let that happen. I feel like...just how everything else in my life...this wedding has to be for my dad's approval. This isn't going to be Cameron and My day, it's going to be my dad's. I have to pretty much settle for Michael being an usher...and I have to put Mark in it. I don't want Mark in my wedding. I barely know him. I lived with him for 2 years during school. Most of which I was either at jump rope practice, with Brett, or shut in my room. And then for another year which I was either out with friends, working, with Cam, or shut in my room. He isn't anything to me. Sure I care about it. He's starting to feel more like a family member, but not enough to put him in my wedding. I suggested making him the person that passes out programs or something, but of course to Dad, that just doesn't cut it. Where else am I going to put him? Also, my dad doesn't approve of the attire. Both Cameron and I want everyone in the wedding party to wear chucks. But no, Dad doesn't like it. We wanted a restaurant to cater for the reception, but nope. Dad knows a guy who can cater. Since he (and I use that very loosely) is paying for this wedding, I suppose he does have some say in the food, but I don't want him to pick and choose who my closest friends are. He's controlled me for this long, but I really just want to put my foot down this time. Yes, I don't have very many friends. I only have 2 people who can be my maids and one of them is waaaaaay up in the air, but I don't want my dad to put people in my life that have never really...been in my life. This is supposed to be one of the most memorable days of my life. I want to remember it as the best day ever. Not a day where I put on a happy face and pretend everything is okay. I do that every day. And it's not how I want the beginning of the rest of my life.

In the Next Four Days

I'm supposed to be finishing up my childhood diary in four days. I told myself I would write in it once a month to finish it up and complete ten years of my life. That never happened. I kind of wish I would have though. There are some very interesting things in there, but not much has happened since I've stopped writing in it. And honestly, this blog has become more of my diary now. I really don't write anything different in here than I would in there. But I'm really only writing this post so you know I'm still alive. I know no one reads this, but it's almost been a month. I would like you to know that I have an idea for a mini-series (I'm still not sure if I want to go through with it or not) and I have an idea for my next comic. I really liked my last one where I had panels. I think I'm going to stick with it. I'm trying to come up with a comic idea that I can continue (kind of like the buttwad series I never posted), but I'm really out of ideas. I actually do want to put buttwad up here, but I might have to redraw them all so they're easy to understand and not on lined notebook paper. I don't know when I'll have time to do all of this until I'm out of college, but I really do want to post it up here. There are so many ideas that I have for this blog, but I can never go through with them because I don't have a large enough viewing community! :( It makes me so sad. If only I could be famous and have a million followers. I'd have the 2 series I've been wanting to start. I'd have a shop and be rich because of it. In a way I feel like I should make a separate blog and ONLY post comics up there...or I could just reorganize this one. I could label them. I don't know. Hopefully tomorrow I can start drawing my next comic. I don't know when I'll have time to make more. I think I'm going to go now...

Midnight Movie Times

I changed my mind on making a whole new post. I was going to make it of Tracey and my adventure back home from South Carolina, but I can't draw cars too well, so I decided to give you one section from it here about The Avengers preview at the end of Captain America: The First Avenger. Keep in mind that it was two in the morning and I had been waiting for this teaser for a VERY long time...

That is me on the left...and I just now noticed that I forgot to color in one of the hearts (oh well) and Tracey is on the right. I didn't feel like drawing movie theater seats behind us because it's just too much work...Oh and P.S. I didn't actually say, "Tracey, I think I need to change my pants." It was a bit more vulgar and disturbing, but I cleaned it up for you all here. The end.

*UPDATE*

I forgot that I was going to put my other drawing that no one knows of on here. You know, the one my dad wants to put on furniture? Well, I scanned it and my scanner is to small so it cuts everything off, but it's okay for now, I suppose. I threw it on an image editor to make the lines darker, but it really doesn't do it justice (not that it deserves any in the first place...). The end again.

Oh, and it was my first time ever drawing a face and an eagle and feathers so, no judging. I know I keep saying that, but I really, really, REALLY mean it. My life and sanity depend on it right now because I DON'T show people my drawings. So, once again...no. jud. ging.uh. (the "uh" must be pronounced. It 's the only way something can be properly emphasized. But be sure to slur the last bit of the "guh" sound from the "ing" into the "uh" sound...I'm going to stop before I keep confusing all of you.)

Sitting, Listening, and Thirsting

So here I am in my room sitting on my futon and listening to Noah and the Whale whilst thirsting for water. I'm too lazy to get up and go downstairs to get some. Yes, I know. I'm pretty pathetic, but I have decided to write today to let you all know what has happened in the last week or so...


Saturday, July 30. Quite an eventful day I must say. My sister and I (as well as the rest of the family) traversed two hours down to the little town of Delphi, IN to do none other than jump out of an airplane two miles above the earth and safely float down. It was the MOST AWESOME THING I'VE EVER DONE!!! They say that skydiving is addicting. I would have to agree. Everyone is like, "Whoa! I want to go skydiving!" Well, I will most definitely go with you! My shadow has been IN a rainbow. Can you say that? No. No, you can't. A rainbow! Oh, and just a btww...clouds...yeah, they're warm.


Monday, August 1. Also another eventful day. My big brother and I traversed two hours down to wes lala to move some of my stuff into my house. I have a house! :D It's a very old house...and my room is smaller, but I have a house! It looks bigger because I don't have all of my stuff in it, it has 8ft ceilings and a window that isn't blocked by a giant pine tree. Seriously...the room here has no floor because it's covered by so much stuff. And that is NOT because my room is dirty.


I guess that would be about it. I took a shower today and realized that all of my clothes have been packed away. How dumb is that? I had to open up the storage bin and grab some clothes for the next coming days. Anyway, I suppose that would be about all I have to say. (P.S. I may or may not be drawing a new comic post...the end! :D )

Update from SC

This is a response to my big brother's comment on my last post. Yes, I am jumping out of a plane with Ate and I apologize for not informing you of such. I'm surprised she hasn't said anything to you. You guys talk a lot, right? And I would greatly appreciate you taking stuff down, but I think I can make it work. From reading your blog you will probably be in school when I'm moving, so I don't want to inconvenience you with such trivial things. And I was kind of exaggerating with the whole job thing. My pay at VB makes about $100 less in one week than 20hrs at minimum wage for one month makes. I took taxes at 20% to do my calculations for this. I will have to work a minimum of 30hrs to make enough to pay for rent, utilities, food, and tv/internet. This still makes me want to die. I'm almost going to have to have a full-time job just to survive. I'm going to have to work more than I'm going to school. I don't want to get student loans. I don't want to graduate with debt, but I know I'll have to. I'm not going to get a job when I graduate unless I work at a Lowe's for the rest of my life. My skin keeps breaking out in eczema from stress. And since scars don't tan, I look like a spotty leper since my normal skin is about 6 shades darker (I've moved on to a regular complaint from a response to the comment if you haven't noticed). I know I shouldn't care about my looks, but it's just not helping the stress factor. I'm too distracted by things right now. I'll finish this post at a later date...to be continued...

FYI: I Don't Do Drugs

This is to you, Jerry Paris! I know you're not an internet junkie, so you won't ever see this, but that is not the point. I don't do drugs. I have never done drugs. I will never do drugs. Just because I draw pictures of zombies and tape them to your computer doesn't mean that I'm on drugs. Yes, I am quite loud and obnoxious at times. And I do have a very disturbing mind. And I laugh a lot. But those are not signs of drug use. You should know this! You did do drugs! I think you're just a jerk face. And a creepy, dirty, old man.


Now that that is out of my system, I would like to tell you all that I am feeling much better. I would have to thank one of my old obsessions, Arsenie Todiras, for that (If you don't know who he is you can google him. He was one of the singers for O-ZONE...and if you don't know who they are this will explain everyting). I just discovered he has a whole bunch of new songs. It pretty much made my day. I would also have to say that I'm in a better mood because I've been working. The past couple months I've been super stressed because I had no source of income and I had a quite a few things to purchase for my house in the fall. Living is expensive! One of the things I appreciate that my parents did was that they paid for everything growing up. I don't appreciate how they never prepared me for paying for things on my own. I don't like paying for my own gas. I don't like to go anywhere because of it. And the times I've bought groceries...goodness! You barely get anything and it's almost $100! Why?! Anyways, this weekend I'm probably going to do some painting. Not like...artistic, Bob Ross painting. More like...my bookshelf and desk are unfinished and they need a splash of color. I haven't decided what color(s) to paint them, though. I was planning on going to Wal*Marx and just picking up some random color whether it matches anything I have or not.


On another note, I am sorry that I have turned this blog into a rant/journal of my life. I was planning on it to primarily be for drawings/comics, but I just don't know what to draw. I keep forgetting to scan in that drawing that Cameron saw. I've shown quite a few people (and by that I mean my family, Cameron, and Brett) and of course the first thing my dad says is, "Oh! That would look neat going across the top of a dresser!" Thanks, Dad, for turning EVERYTHING into woodworking. I am proud of him, though. It's taken him a very long time to find his "calling." He's going to use one of my ideas for his Fellowship project. I'm glad that his Fellowship mentor is Michael Fortune. Should I put a link to him? Here's one. Michael Fortune is very artistic with his furniture (yet it's still functional as furniture...crazy, right?!) and I'm thinkin' that it'll open up my dad's artistic side a bit. Kind of lean him toward the art/artists-aren't-really-so-bad-and-they-can-be-normal-people-of-society-so-you-should-support-your-least-favorite-daughter-in-her-life-choices direction. Was that a bit bold of me to say? Oh! Just as a side note, I don't know if I can scan in the drawing. It's drawn on actual sketch paper unlike the rest of my drawings, so the paper is too big for my scanner/printer machine-thinger. But I will find a way! I don't remember if I posted the drawing I drew at Kayla/Micah's house. Let me check real quick...[BAD GRAMMAR!!!] I didn't. I know I posted it on Facebook; I don't know why I didn't post it here.

This was also drawn on sketch paper, so it's cut off on the bottom. Originally, I drew the "Gylycan." It was a weird creature from my dream the previous night that I was trying to explain to Cameron. I grabbed his sketch book and made a rough sketch of it. Please note that "Gylycan" was the name my brain made up for this creature. I drew it actual size. It kind of looked like a rabbit/ewok/mouse. It was about 3-4 inches tall and lived in holes in my house. It had really long horns coming out of the sides of its head and wore a brown suit. It was also brown and furry and according to my dream these were mythical creatures that Josh Gates was searching for in Destination Truth. Somehow, though, I made these creatures mad and they were going to send goblins after me...which is why it's yelling, "GOBLINS!!!" Back to the drawings, though. The next thing I drew was the eyeball bat. I don't know where it came from. I drew a circle and it led to an eye, and that led to wings, and that led to feet. It's probably one of the drawings I am most proud of which is why I dedicated it to my big brother on Facebook, but he didn't have anything to say about apparently (Thanks, Michael, for crushing my dreams! I'm just kidding :) <3 ). The next thing I drew was the other eye underneath it. It is insignificant. Next I drew out the Lucky Charms because that's what I draw when I can't think of anything else to draw. Next I drew my friend Tyler. He had been asking me for some time to draw him and make a blog post about him. I haven't really thought of anything to say about him and I would like to draw him out on regular computer paper so I can color him and such. Personally, I think it looks exactly like him, but he (and most of his friends) beg to differ. I'm sorry that I don't draw people with noses or fingers or make them look EXACTLY like a person! I draw cartoons not portraits! Then the last thing a drew was the "Not as Extremely Badass as My Other Werewolf." It really isn't as awesome as the one I drew on my wall. I'll have to take a picture of it sometime so I can show you. It's utterly epic. Utterly epic in the sense that it was one of the first real drawings that I had made in almost five years. I started drawing it in pen and switched to pencil in case I messed up. Anyway, I think I'm going to get off my computer and waste my life by playing on my Xbox. Haha, not much of a change, but I don't have enough gas to really go anywhere and Cameron's friends are awkward to hang out with when he isn't there (plus they hate me even though they say they don't and they consider me their friend and not just Cameron's girlfriend even though I knew them and considered them friends before I even knew Cameron existed...that's a lot of "even though's.") OH MY GOOD N PLENTY!!! THERE IS A WASP IN MY ROOM!!! Now I have to go because I need to kill it. Speaking of! There was a baby spider at work today hopping about the tables. Literally. It was JUMPING!!! It freaked me out, so I ripped a piece of packaging tape and slammed it down on top of it. It was still squirming and such so I took a box cutter to it. I am so cruel >:) Bah! Distractions! (That's how you know I'm not hating my life so much anymore :) ) Laterzzzzzzz!

Freaking Mimes, Man...

Oh my gosh. So I am not tired at all and it's 2 in the morning. I had decided that boredom was imminent and began to open various folders. As I was exploring my computer, I stumbled upon some old comic work I had made in the 9th grade...


Once upon a time, I was a Freshman in high school. I was in an honors English class (how I passed and managed to not get detentions, I don't know). One day in said English class, we were discussing mimes for some odd reason. One kid of the name Nicholas Stephan blurted out, "What if you were trapped on an island of mimes?!" And thus my comic began! I never really shared any of these comics with anyone. I made them on MS Paint and saved them in a folder that has been unseen by eyes for...goodness, 5 years? That's a long time. And that makes me feel REALLY old. I think it would be almost 6 years now. Mein Gott, how do I not have wrinkles now?! Anyways, here are my mime-alicious comics!

Nothing is consistent and the mime shapes suck, but I don't care. I think they're utterly fantastic and that is probably because It's 2:30 now and I'm delusional. I have been making comics for a long time. I just realized that. Since like...3rd grade. Maybe it's what I'm "meant to do." Ha! That's a good one. I'm pretty sure I'm going to spend my whole life in a cloud of unknowing-ness and end up living in my parents house as a fat blob eating Goldfish and LifeSavers all day. Oh the joys of my promising future...

Dr. Who and Winterfrost Gum

I haven't written anything in a long time. I don't really feel any need to apologize for that. I'm watching Doctor Who and chewing winterfrost gum. I really want a Blondie from AppleBees. I don't really have anything else to say. I just wanted you guys to know that I'm not dead. The end.

Someone Needs to Slap Me

For real. I need to start drawing for my next blog. And take pictures. And possibly have someone else draw a picture for me because I can't draw in specific styles. Maybe I'll try. I don't know. I don't even know anyone really who can do it for me. That's a lie. Jonny Jon probably could, but he hardly ever draws what you ask him to. Sorry, Jonny Jon...it's kind of true. Anyways I just discovered that my almost brand new external hard drive is shot which really pisses me off. My new USB hub like...died and killed everything that was plugged into it. So anyone who would like to buy me a new 1TB external hard drive that would be GREAT!!! I would love you forever and ever and I'd give you $5 and the biggest hug you've ever seen. That was supposed to be sung. And I didn't steal it. I was simply quoting from the FilmCow vid "The Cloak." Wow I hate annoying music. And I'm hungry. I want something salty and yet sweet at the same time. Either that or some puppy chow. And now I'm distracted by FilmCow vids...later 

So Many Things

Do you ever wish there was more time in the world? **Sigh** I wish I had all the time in the world. Technically, since time is a man-made concept, I could man-make my own hours and say there are really 40-some hours a day and not 24.something...but that would collide with the rest of the world's man-made time and they would raid my house with torches and throw pitch-forks at my dog. Anyways, I'm only saying this because I want to start up another blog that I know I don't have time for. I suppose I could start it up and not do anything with it, but that would be dumb and boring. Whatever...I'm going to do it. I won't be able to keep up with it or this one for that matter, but I don't care. Carpe diem right? I'm hungry. I just ate too. So I take it back that I want more time in a day because that would consist of more meals and more meals would need more money that I don't have...but that doesn't mean I'm not going to start up that other blog.

I Am Such a Sinner

Why is it that I always come up with blog ideas in church and end up writing half of it and not paying attention to the sermon? I'm going to hell. Anyways, I am in the midst of writing a new post. I'm not sure if I want to make it all comic-y or if I'm just going to rant. And by the way, I appreciate your feedback (what little it is). I would actually prefer feedback that is in the comment section of this blog and not on facebook or in person. I also appreciate you saying it's "hilarious" or that I have "nice artworks." I honestly don't think so, but whatever...that's not for me to decide. I actually thought this last post was one of my worst. Gah! I keep sneezing! I want to take a shower. I'm cold. And now I can't breathe. My throat hurts. And I'm thirsty. Cameron is claiming that I'm getting sick, but I don't believe him. What was I going to say? I don't remember. I'm going to go now because I can and because I don't really know what else to say.

Merciful Me

You should all be happy. I am forgiving you for being crappy-ass followers. I am going to post my next blog comic...thing as soon as I get the chance (which in all honesty will probably be never). I will keep my blog no matter what. It's a good way to let some steam out, ya know? Well, obvi, you won't because I'm the only one reading this right now. So anyways, all I want to do is color in my Spider-Man coloring book and eat animal crackers. Not those crappy ones that come in the plastic bear...THESE animal crackers. They are love in my mouth.


I wrote that yesterday and completely forgot to write more for it because I got distracted by...I actually don't remember what I got distracted by, but it was obviously more important than blogging. 
Well, I'm going to say that this is it for this crappy update and I'm going to go scan in my drawings. Toodles...

Meh...Do I Have To?

Not that this post really matters, because no one reads this, but I really don't want to do my next comic post for a while. It's not that it's bad or anything I just don't feel like taking the time to color all of the pictures and deciding where exactly I should put them. Blogging is a lot of work! Since I haven't worked in two weeks I've gotten into the habit of being lazy again. That's not a good thing. I am now waking up at 11 o'clock and not taking showers like a dirty bum. That's a lie, I do take showers...just not as often as I would have or as early in the day. Typically I shower every morning, but now I wake up and I'm like, "Meh, I took a shower yesterday..." but I really end up showering at about 4 in the afternoon. Not that any of you needed to know that or anything, but it doesn't matter because no one reads my blog. (At least that's what I'm going to assume since I don't get any feedback from anyone.) Anyways, I'll probably end up working on my blog tomorrow or possibly Thursday when I'm all alone in my house of lonesome. (Please, all you non-existent...I hope...stalkers, don't come by my house when I'm by myself...or ever.) I really need to pick some things up in town, but I don't want to spend the money on gas or spend the time looking for the stuff. It's for my blog actually, but why spend the money on keeping my blog up if I don't have any followers willing to follow? I need some pockets for my drawing binder and new markers. The ones I have are either dead or not quite right. I have the clicky markers now, but I think I'm going to get the ones with just the good-old-fashioned cap. That'll work my arm muscles a bit since they're flabby and useless. My arms and legs are like spaghetti; it's disgusting. I make myself cry now because my muscles are like sea cucumber poop. I just got distracted by pictures of sea cucumber poop. I think that's my cue to go to bed. I bid thee all a good night! (Not that anyone can see it...)

date of the Up!

No, I am not talking about that stupid Disney movie.  I'm talking about an update!  So pretty much all day today I've been working on my next blog post.  You will be able to tell that I'm lazy and stopped caring about it because as the drawings go on...they get worse.  I've drawn all of the pictures, but the last few I haven't traced in Sharpie yet.  I'm tired of having to draw the thing a second time and then erase what I had previously drawn so the lines don't get all mixed up and look like a pile of dead, rotting camel carcasses.  And just as an FYI, I can't draw animals, so please don't judge and criticize my critter comic abilities. 


And on a second note, I haven't gotten any feedback on anything whatsoever.  That is not acceptable.  You, as my followers, are supposed to say something to my posts.  How am I going to get famous without them?!  Unless you all just don't care about me.  Well, fine.  I see how it is.  You all suck.  You know what else sucks?  Being itchy and having the worst case of eczema in the world.  And having shittay internet.  And having nothing to eat. I'm gonna go now because I've decided to be in a bad mood.

Update!

Did you all miss me?  I haven't really been on here in a while.  I've been busy working and such.  I hate work.  And I've come to the conclusion that I hate wrapping presents.  I'm sitting here writing this whilst I make Cameron wrap the presents for my family.   He looks like he's concentrating so hard...

Preciousness...anyways we just attempted to put a ribbon on that huge box that is my sister's present from "Santa."  Which ironically my dad bought. the wrapping paper which we have is not large enough to cover the box so cameron is using magic to finnish it up.
  
........Hi, this is her boyfriend and am commandeering her laptop until she cleans up the wrapping paper. Which has turned into her wrestling with her dog on top of me.and to clear my name of any misconception I am not a jerk and she is abusive to me. I will now reinstate Kristina as commander of her laptop........

Oh...my...anyways I don't remember what I was going to say.  And thank God for spell check because everything up there would have been spelled so horribly wrong that you'd think an ape wrote it.  Bahahaha!  My nose is cold; I think I'm dying.


Enough of that.  Sometime soon I will have an epic picture of epicness that I drew yesterday at Regie's house when I was bored and unwanted from the rest of the group.  Possibly two pictures, but the second one is less epic.  And I know I said like a month ago that I would have a Buttwad episode up and I never put one up.  That's because I don't want to right now.  I'll start it at the beginning of the next year or something.  I don't know.  I'm done writing, so the end.

Updizzate!

Oh em Weezy!  No, I did not say that because Lil Wayne just got out of prison and that he's going to be makin' some musics again...although I am pretty excited about that 0=) ...no, I said that because I have drawn and written out a new comic post for you all to enjoy! [cue happy shouts and claps]  I know none of you really care all that much, but it makes me feel better if I tell that to myself.  I would like to have it up by the end of the week.  I actually might have it up later today, but I'm giving myself a semi-large deadline just in case the space monkeys decide to shoot their lasers at me and I can't get it posted today.  I will also have the first episode of "Buttwad"  up sometime this week.  I think I'll only post one of those a month.  Too much buttwad can have a negative effect on one's health.  Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go color :)

New Series?

So last week I was told by a dear friend that I should post one of the comics I started in high school.  I can't take all of the credit for it, though, because it was really more of a joint comic between Taylor Guy and I with a few guest artists.  I can't decide whether I want to post it up here or not.  The series doesn't end, but it's also VERY hard to continue due to lack of ideas.  And it's kind of complex.  It's a very dark and disturbing kind of humor.  Like the kind where you don't know if it's okay to laugh or not.  Anyways, it's "The Official Adventures of the Traveling Buttwad" comic series.  I should probably give you a background of all of this, but I feel like I can't put the background up until the first episode is up...


And this is the part of the post where I apologize for not having a comic post up on Saturday.  I was tired and relaxing and enjoying my day off.  Turns out I don't really have to work anymore (hooray), so technically I could be drawing right now instead of writing this lame apology, but I don't really feel like it.  I know what I want to make a post about, but I don't know exactly how to word it or draw it.  So I suppose I could do the Buttwad series.  Don't judge me for it.  It is spectacularly fantastic, but it's hard to follow.  I'll try to post it in a way that's easier to read than the actual notebook the episodes are in.  And with that I shall traverse upstairs to scan all of these episodes in for your reading enjoyment.

On Hold

**Sigh** I regret to inform you that my blog will be on hold for about a week.  I was going to try to have a new post up every Friday, but this week I will have no time to really work on it.  Or will I have a bunch of time?  Actually, I think I might be able to have one up this weekend.  I just have to write it.  And draw pictures for it.  I might even just make a rant instead of having an illustrated post.  Disappointing.  I know.  Oh well.  My rants are still pretty interesting.  Actually, I think I'm going to rant now...about how much my life sucks...


So for the past week or so, I had been planning on eating lunch with Tracey and hanging out with Brett because Purdue's fall break is this week and they're actually home.  But Friday afternoon I get a call from my mom asking if I could work for Vera Bradley for some thing starting Monday.  I had known that they had been wanting me to work there (to basically be an assistant for a week) for quite some time, so I automatically said yes.  After I hung up the phone I realized that I would be working when I was supposed to see my friends.  What the hell.  I can't say no to Vera Bradley because of a lunch date one day and shopping another day.  It just HAD to be this week that they needed me!  I miss my T-rex and my Princess! :(  It's just not fair.  The world is punishing me for something I didn't do.  Bah!  I need to find something to eat because I'm kind of hungry...I probably won't continue this rant later, but you can keep your hopes up anyways.

Rawr!

Ah!  I shouldn't be writing at this time of the night, but I've really been trying to get the next post's drawings all colored in so I could post it...later today.  It is in draft form.  I only have four more drawings to color in and then it will be ready for your hungry eyes!  I really want to give you all a preview of what it's going to be, but I feel like I'd ruin it.  It's a doozy, I promise you that!  I'm really excited about it.  You all just have no idea.  Oh!  And an after thought.  Could you all maybe tell your friends with any sense of humor whatsoever to possibly look at my blog and to press that button there that says "FOLLOW!!!"?  I would greatly appreciate that.  See, I want to be famous from this thing so I can make T-shirts! :D  Yay!  Alrighty...I think that is all.  I bid all of thee a good night!